This was my classroom / shop where I taught welding to village kids. At the time the idea was to teach nomadic village kids and young adults how to weld so they could apply for work at the Russian steelmill near Isfahan. The Shah was trying to keep...
Almost everyone would take to the streets on Friday or Saturday nights just to walk from one side of town to the other. Men walked together and women walked together. And you would dress nice too. This was a big deal.
This was a place that I liked to go when I wanted to get away. It was a hilltop that looked down on smaller hills and a valley with a river that ran through it. The first time I went there I couldn't figure out what was so different. And than it...
My classroom office wasn't much but I shared it with my counterpart. Most of the time was spent out on the floor with the students learning to weld. There was not much protection and I received arc burns to the eyes many times while I was there.
This picture was taken in 1971 while visitng a nearby village. Amazing that there was a place that had no running water, electricty or schools but yet the kids are the same as in any city no matter where in the world that they live.
This picture was taken of my town, Shar- e -kurd in the winter of 1971. You never went ourtside alone in the winter. Wild dogs and wolves would come down from the mountains and look for food. Shar-e-kurd had a reputation of being one of the coldest...